Reborn From Oblivion

The doctor didn't stick around unnecessarily; instead, he seemed relieved as he turned and left. Benjamin shifted to the edge of the door, his face a mix of emotions as he looked over at Cameron and Greta. It was clear he felt the trip had been a waste, his expression tinged with frustration.

Cameron sat on the bed, a rare tenderness softening his features. He held Greta's hand gently and asked, "Greta, do you remember me?"

Greta's eyes, once fierce and commanding, now brimmed with fear. Noticing Benjamin, she panicked, trying to hide behind Cameron. Cameron and Benjamin exchanged glances, both understanding the situation.

After a moment, she peeked out cautiously, her eyes darting to Benjamin. "What's he doing here? Is he from the Rowland family?" Just mentioning them made her shrink back visibly. Cameron nodded, "He's here to ask about Nathan."

The name Nathan sent Greta into a frenzy; she trembled, her fear palpable. "Cameron, I'm scared. Please, protect me," she pleaded, burying herself in his arms.

Seeing her regress to a childlike state, Cameron's anger towards Greta faded away. He hugged her gently, regret in his voice, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have brought up divorce. It upset you." Benjamin, observing from the side, pointed out, "Cameron, she recognizes you. She hasn't completely lost her mind. It's only when Nathan's name comes up that she reacts so strongly..."

Cameron had a sudden realization. He remembered how calmly she had spoken his name earlier, indicating she hadn't completely lost her self-awareness.

"Greta," he urged, "you once said you had something on Nathan. Can you tell me?"

The mere mention of Nathan made Greta scream, covering her ears, crawling around the bed, abandoning all sense of dignity. She whimpered like a child playing hide-and-seek, "I was wrong, I shouldn't have tried to deceive you..." "Please forgive me. I won't ever do it again..."

"Greta, who did you deceive?" Cameron pressed gently.

Greta stayed silent, hesitant to speak his name. "Was it Nathan?" Cameron probed, knowing exactly how to tread carefully.

"No, not him..." Greta cried out, her voice uncontrollable.

Benjamin sighed in defeat, "Cameron, let it go. She's in this state; there's no way she can help us."

But Cameron noticed how sensitive

Greta was to Nathan's name. He gently lifted her face, making her look at him, "Greta, did Nathan do something to you?"

Her eyes, filled with anguish, suddenly cleared. "It's not Nathan, it's Morris."

Cameron frowned, puzzled. "What do you mean?"noveldrama

Benjamin, losing patience, interjected, "Come on, Nathan is Morris, isn't he? Cameron, I think

Greta's too far gone. Let it goe

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Cameron released Greta's hand, his heart heavy with despair, but Greta kept insisting, "Yes, it's not Nathan, it's Morris."

In that moment, Cameron's last bit of hope crumbled. He truly believed Greta had lost her grip on reality.

He approached Greta's primary doctor, pleading with him to take good care of her. His heart ached for her current state.

As they left the hospital, Benjamin

walked with his head down, utterly dejected. "I told you, there's no way that crafty Nathan would leave anything incriminating with Greta. It was all for nothing."